Right now, he was speaking with the last of his willpower,
he indeed suggested a method, to make himself lose mobility before he completely lost control. Besides, she absolutely didn't want Alessia Quinn to succeed like this.
Mabel Quinn took a deep breath, looked at Atlas Shaw and said, "Do you trust me?"
"I do." He replied without hesitation.
"Alright, I will knock you out unconscious, and I'll handle the rest. It's just that the final result, whether good or bad, cannot be predicted. After all, anything could happen unexpectedly; if things don't develop as hoped in the end, it might lead to bad consequences." Of course, she would try her best to control the impact to the smallest possible extent.
"Do whatever you think should be done…" Atlas Shaw said.
Mabel Quinn looked at the man in front of her; he was undoubtedly attractive, otherwise, he wouldn't be an idol in the hearts of millions of women. She had always been deeply grateful to Atlas Shaw.
